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Chapter 154 Thief
Longjing, the Yang Family Courtyard.

Yang Zaitian was resting in the study with his eyes closed, when Gu Jingxuan with a cold expression floated in without touching the ground, holding a satellite encrypted mobile phone in his hand, and said: "Master, the elder of the Taiji Gate, Yang Wenlong's phone number!"

"Huh?" Yang Zaitian opened his eyes in a 'sigh', feeling quite strange in his heart: "Although my Yang family has always been in contact with the Taiji Sect, it has always been with my father and the elders of the inner sect. The door has never interacted with the Yang family, what happened today?"

Thinking of this, Yang Zaitian quickly answered the phone, cleared his voice, and said with a hearty smile: "Hahaha, Junior Brother Long, you haven't contacted me for so many years, what's going on today?"

Yang Wenlong's voice was very vicissitudes, and it was slightly hoarse: "Third brother, I have missed Wenlong all these years!"

"You bastard, you never said such nasty words when I left Taijimen to go out!" Yang Zaitian's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was trembling.

"If it's not restricted by the family rules, I wish..." Yang Wenlong's voice became hoarse, even with a hint of crying.

"Okay, okay, it's been so many years, haven't I had a good life?" Yang Zaitian comforted him a few words, and said: "Although I resent those old guys in the gate for driving me out of the Taiji gate, you are still My brother. Tell me, why are you looking for me this time? As long as I, Yang Zaitian, can do it, I will definitely do it!"

"Third senior brother, master has come to Shashi!" Yang Wenlong calmed down a little, and said, "He called to see you, did you see him or not?"

"Uncle Six!" Yang Zaitian was stunned for a moment, his thoughts drifting away:

The love when I was young, the strict teaching when I was a teenager, the love when I was an adult, the sadness when I parted...

After a long time, Yang Zaitian withdrew his thoughts, took a deep breath, and said, "How is Uncle Six?"

Yang Wenlong said: "Master is in good health, but I miss you very much!"

"Why don't I miss Sixth Uncle! It's just... oh!" Yang Zaitian shook his head and said, "Where are you now? I'll ask someone to arrange a plane, and hurry there now!"

"We're in Shashi!" Yang Wenlong said, "Master came with Yin Kong, the abbot of Wuxiang Temple. It seems that there is something urgent. Third brother, if you want to see Master, you'd better come here as soon as possible, because I'm not sure Master will come." When are you leaving!"

"Okay, I'll ask someone to arrange it now! When we meet, let's have a good chat!" Yang Zaitian nodded and hung up the phone.

"Master, do you want to meet the people in the door?" Gu Jingxuan, who was standing aside, asked with a straight face.

Yang Zaitian nodded, but did not speak.

"But what if those old men find out?" Gu Jingxuan said worriedly.

"Hmph, the old man has obtained so many resources for the sect over the years, it's time to turn from the dark to the clear! As for those old men who don't understand the past, hmph, I'm not the old man Yang!" Yang Zaitian stood up with his body on his back. Suddenly there was an incomparably huge aura, and the clothes and robes all over his body rattled.

"But what happened back then..." Gu Jingxuan wanted to say something more, but at this moment, a pleasant cell phone rang.

Yang Zaitian casually picked up the phone and glanced at it, saw the word 'Tianhe' on it, pressed the answer button, and said: "Hey, Tianhe. Aren't you going to help Xiaomeng? What are you calling me for? Are you? Is there anything you can't do?"

Yang Tianhe sorted out his thoughts, and narrated what happened today with Yang Zaitian in detail.

Listening to Yang Tianhe's narration, the feeling that had just become excited because of hearing that he was going to see the third uncle whom he hadn't seen for many years, suddenly fell silent, and it became more and more cold and cold.

"What a Wang Haoran! What a Wang Ming!" Yang Zaitian highlighted these two words with a gloomy expression, and said, "You immediately dispatch the 'Blood Angels' mercenary group back to China to assassinate all members of the two families. At the same time, inform everyone Our overseas branches and companies, after the stock market opens tomorrow, will attack the stock markets of these two with all our strength! I will make the members of the two Wang families collapse collectively, both mentally and physically!"

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After leaving the Hongchang Hotel, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. YangMeng didn't bring anyone with him when he came out this time. He got a lot of information today, and he needs to digest it by himself.

Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, YangMeng came to the central square of Binhe.

To be honest, the nightlife in Shashi is very colorful.

At the moment, the central square of Binhe is crowded with people. On the open space on the left, a group of old ladies formed a square formation, occupying a cool and airy favorable terrain domineeringly, dancing happily in the square, and a bass player next to them In the cannon, there is "The boundless end of the world is my love...".

On the right side of the square, there are also two subwoofers playing heavy metal music.A group of young people, with a pair of duck legs, scribbled ghost steps to the music, like drawing a picture, with pairs of shoes scribbling back and forth on the stone slabs of the square.

And more people are in groups of three or four, circling around the central square, the euphemistic name is: strolling.

YangMeng relaxed his mind, shook his head, got out of his mind what happened in the evening, and walked forward along the flow of people.

Suddenly, a thin figure ran past him with a 'swish'.

Before YangMeng realized what was going on, a woman exclaimed from behind: "Catch the thief, hurry up and catch the thief, everyone, hurry up and catch him!"

Perhaps the sound of the subwoofers on both sides of the square was too loud, and the people walking around did not respond at all.

On the contrary, YangMeng couldn't help but tremble all over his body, he raised his foot and chased after him, but he didn't dare to increase his speed too fast, otherwise, he might be watched like a monkey.

At this time, a middle-aged woman also caught up behind him, and it should be the one who lost things.

The thief in front ran faster than shredded radish from Cuba, and he was seen swimming in the crowd like a fish, dodging and moving, as if he had practiced qinggong to fly on grass.

It was also fortunate that it was YangMeng, a cultivator, if it was the group of people who were still strolling leisurely, let alone chasing them, they would have already disappeared by the time they took a step.

YangMeng sped up slowly from behind, secretly slandering in his heart: "Damn it, this guy is probably the heir of the Miao Shou Kong Kong sect that the old man said, right? This speed is too damn fast, I'm afraid it's the peak of Ming Jin!" Even if the warriors run to death, they will not be able to catch up with him."

No matter what YangMeng was thinking, the thief in front didn't care so much, he didn't want to look back at all, and just ran forward desperately.

(End of this chapter)